(14-05-2012 05:18 PM)Debzilla Wrote: bucky, I bought one of those toast makers in Austin yesterday!

As my friend Aquinas said, in his (very) little known work "Breakfast Recipes" : (Mixturis ad Pradium)
"Ne nimis confusa est cum Spiritu Sancto Tosti Sancti",
Be very careful. One must not confuse the Holy Toast with the Holy Ghost.

Insufferable know-it-all.
Those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music - Friedrich Nietzsche

(14-05-2012 05:52 PM)elemts Wrote: Those things are no more a representation of jesus than this: t
Just think... the lower-case t could be jesus on the cross! and it's everywhere, even in our language!

That's because Jesus created the english language, Duh!
It's in the bible if you would just read it.

The old gods are dead, let's invent some new ones before something really bad happens.

A burglar, new to his trade and more than a little nervous, went through a window of a house that he was sure the owners were absent from. Afraid to turn on any lights, he waited until his eyes adjusted before going any further.

Suddenly, he hears, "Jesus is watching you."

His heart leaping into his throat, he asked in a trembling voice, "Who's that? Who's there?"

Again he hears, "Jesus is watching you!" This time, the raspy, somewhat shrill voice had elevated, the emphasis more bold.

Again, this time, the voice almost taunting, he heard the statement again, "Jesus is watching you..."

Unable to take it any longer, he whipped out his flashlight and pointing it toward where he thought the voice was coming from, he turned it on. Revealed in the beam of light was a birdcage, and inside was a parrot.

Somewhat relieved, and feeling more than a little foolish, he said to the bird with a laugh, "You must be Jesus."

The parrot replied with a considerable squawk, "Don't be silly, my name is Moses."

"Moses?" the man asked, "What kind of people name a bird Moses?"

The parrot replied, "The same kind of people that name their rottweiler "Jesus."

(12-06-2012 05:24 PM)S.T. Ranger Wrote: A burglar, new to his trade and more than a little nervous, went through a window of a house that he was sure the owners were absent from. Afraid to turn on any lights, he waited until his eyes adjusted before going any further.

Suddenly, he hears, "Jesus is watching you."

His heart leaping into his throat, he asked in a trembling voice, "Who's that? Who's there?"

Again he hears, "Jesus is watching you!" This time, the raspy, somewhat shrill voice had elevated, the emphasis more bold.

Again, this time, the voice almost taunting, he heard the statement again, "Jesus is watching you..."

Unable to take it any longer, he whipped out his flashlight and pointing it toward where he thought the voice was coming from, he turned it on. Revealed in the beam of light was a birdcage, and inside was a parrot.

Somewhat relieved, and feeling more than a little foolish, he said to the bird with a laugh, "You must be Jesus."

The parrot replied with a considerable squawk, "Don't be silly, my name is Moses."

"Moses?" the man asked, "What kind of people name a bird Moses?"

The parrot replied, "The same kind of people that name their rottweiler "Jesus."